Franciscan herald (1913 - 1940) . w was not owing to anynatural disturbance. On anotheroccasion, when a dance was at itsheight, one of the Sisters threw insome holy water in the name ofthe Father and of the Son and ofthe Holy Ghost. Had a clap ofthunder laid all the performersprostrate, the silence would nothave been more sudden and com-plete. One of the principal per-formers afterwards acknowledgedthat he was unable to move handor foot for the moment. All stoodin amazement. Finally, anger suc-ceeded this strange calm; and oneof the medicine men seized a dishof boiling soup (they usually haved
Franciscan herald (1913 - 1940) . w was not owing to anynatural disturbance. On anotheroccasion, when a dance was at itsheight, one of the Sisters threw insome holy water in the name ofthe Father and of the Son and ofthe Holy Ghost. Had a clap ofthunder laid all the performersprostrate, the silence would nothave been more sudden and com-plete. One of the principal per-formers afterwards acknowledgedthat he was unable to move handor foot for the moment. All stoodin amazement. Finally, anger suc-ceeded this strange calm; and oneof the medicine men seized a dishof boiling soup (they usually havedog soup at these dances) to hurl itat the daring Sister. She, doubtlessinspired from above, held up thelarge crucifix on her rosary, at thesame time exclaiming, My God isstronger than your god. Themedicine man stood abashed, andthe Sister departed in peace. Inanother chapter, we shall relatethe conversion and edifying deathof the performer who admitted hisinability to continue his part inthis interrupted pow-wow. To be continued). 76 FRANCISCAN HERALD FATHER FRANCIS PIERZ, INDIAN MISSIONARY By Fr. Odoric, O. F. M WHILE Baraga, the Apostleof the Northwest, wastraversing the wilds ofNorthern Wisconsin and UpperMichigan in search of immortalsouls, he beheld on all sides thefields ripe for the reapers and weptbecause he alone was not able togather in the harvest. In his dis-tress, his thoughts reverted to hisnative land, where there were somany priests, and he exclaimed,Oh, if only a few of them wouldcome to me, only a few but full offervor, how much good could bedone in this vast region, how manymore souls could be saved. Andfrom his heart welled up the ferventprayer to the Master of the vine-yard, Oh, dear Lord, say to someyoung, generous souls in my nativeland Go ye also into My vineyard. God listened to the ardent pleadingsof his holy missionary on the shoresof the Great Lakes and instilled in-to the hearts of several of his coun-trymen and fellow priests the de-sire to consecr
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